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Sleeping in the dirt
Freezing, waiting for the rising sun.
The warmth in my blood,
and your presence,
never to return
I'll burn myself alive
and hope for better things to come.

How long have I been condemned to this place, looking out over that which defines me? All that I survey awash with the waves, breaking only just at my feet. The light that once was, that I fear may never be again. Yet, still, I carry on this search. As I wade into that which terrifies me, it all but overtakes me. Each time I set out I awake anew fatigued - I can go no further. Never drowning, perpetually suffocating. This water once gave me purpose, but what is there now?

How terrible it is to love something Death can touch.

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